Bodyguard Novels & Stories

The bodyguard sagged then looked nervously at his boss. BD addressed his employee. "This is Ben Shepherd. He's killed harder men than you. He also rubs elbows with the rich and famous. You will show him respect in my club. Is that understood?" The bouncer nodded rapidly. "Off you go!" The man went. BD turned back to Ben. "It is a genuine pleasure to have you visit our club, Mr. Shepherd! A man of your stature should be served by the very best. I think you will find Natrice and Zara to be more to your tastes!" Behind him stood two fairly attractive women, one black and one white, both with very sizable breast implants.

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

Bodyguard #1 looked at #2. [Hungarian] "They will let you leave without conflict," Selena spoke up. "They will honor my agreement with the Vizsla." The two men started backing out. The Vizsla was the Head of the nearest Black Hand Chapter - similar to an A****n Head of House. [Hungarian] "Take the body with you," I requested. They cautiously returned, grabbed Matthias under each arm and dragged him away. [Hungarian] "We will be in touch," the lead bodyguard stated. It wasn't meant to be a threat.

He's a good man. I take a quick breath and nod sharply, my tight ponytail swishing against my back. His hand falls away and I straighten, force my face into business mode and unzip my jacket until the plunge between my breasts is revealed. My clothes are made of a tough material, hard to penetrate with a knife, but slippery, making me difficult to grab as well. "I'm ready," I whisper. He nods and steps away, falling into position. His back is against the study door, his hand on top of his gun. Our other bodyguard crosses the hall and stands opposite. Two sentinels, protecting their leader while the mistress goes off to clean house.

The new bodyguard hadn't done anything to protect her— she froze when she remembered that he had actually hit her phone out of her hands. Was he... was he with these people? And then she quickly shook her head, giving it a benefit of a doubt. He couldn't have been because she had not seen him here. But she remembered very well that he had indeed slammed the phone out of her hands when she was about to call for help. And she remembered his words perfectly. “There'll be no calling for daddy”, or something along those lines. She was certain now; her new bodyguard was an accomplice. If he was an accomplice, then there was a possibil

the bodyguard explained. "Even if the boss's mother and eldest brother came, I have to stop them as well." Ben was confused, "Why? She can't see anyone else?" The bodyguard answered, "She's scared of strangers." Ben was speechless. Elliot's protectiveness of Shea bordered on perversion! Was she not allowed to meet anyone, just because she was afraid of strangers? The more protective he was of her, the more it negatively impacted her illness. "You open the door of the ward. I'll stand at the door and take a look," Ben said to the bodyguard.

I wished him that. Through all this distraction I forgot about my bodyguard’s eyes on me. They were still sticking onto my figure, following my every movement, no matter how small they were, he had everything in view. I sensed that his gaze maybe was even a bit too intense to be considered as normal for his position as “just” my bodyguard.

Tyson walked into the hanger, “I’m sorry about your girl,” “Yeah.” “Who’s the guy with the note and what does it mean?” “He wanted me to know he took her.” “Who’s the bodyguard?” “I am. I’m her bodyguard.” Tyson sighed, “Bodyguard? I thought you said that was your girlfriend.” “She is. But I’m also her bodyguard. I thought she would be safe down here. That’s why we’re here.” “I’m not understanding. Why does she need a bodyguard? Who the hell is she?”

she said as she headed to her bedroom. Prisca woke up from the pounding on her door. "Prisca honey wake up you're going to be late for work"Jane said then walked away. Prisca sleepily reached for her phone to check the time. "Shoot it's 8am" she said as she jumped out of bed and hastily headed to the bathroom to freshen up. She came out of the bathroom and headed towards the wardrobe. She picked out a simple yellow dress with a black heels. She had not time for make up and her hair so she put her hair in a messy bun, picked her phone and rushed downstairs. She saw her parents talking to a man In a suit when she neared the living room. "Finally you're here"her dad said gesturing to h

The two Bodyguard turn back immediately on hearing the gun shoot but it was too late for them as well as she shoot them by the hands And gripped hold of her clothes then run away. With his running shattering Palm which was bringing out lots of blood,he use his other hands to pick his phone as he raise an alarm before passing out. *****